Jobless Reincarnation Ending Novels & Stories

In the morning, Lisa, who had just finished her course at school, returned to the studio, seeing the assistants surrounding them with excitement, he hurriedly told her. “Miss Lisa, the five men last contacted us before and after this period, saying that they would return the liquidated damages to us.” Hearing that, Lisa was stunned for a moment before reacting. “Just five little fresh meat saying they will never work with me again?” When the five terminated their contract, they scolded her and said that they would never contact her again for several months, changed their mind? "Yeah, maybe it's because their new variety show went quiet. Seeing our show burn up, I knew I was wrong from the st

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

As far as he might be concerned, he actually felt like he was that humble urbanite skilled worker past his forties who's caught up with dealing with his little studio. That game changing evening, he just got together with his previous companions for certain beverages. How and for what reason did he awaken in Norton Lorist's body the following day? The humble studio proprietor was stunned and hysterical. Luckily, the body unto which his spirit had resurrected had been seriously harmed and couldn't move in bed for two entire months, giving him sufficient opportunity to reorient himself and acclimatize the recollections of the body's proprietor. What's more, given the first proprietor's contemp

The name escaped my lips in a whisper, as if saying it too loudly would make this nightmare real. But that was impossible. Cyrus was dead. Had been for years. Yet, there he stood. “Yeah, it’s me.” His voice slithered down my spine, sending a cold shiver through my bones. “Tell me,” he said, eyes dark and knowing. “Is this really how you want it all to end?” “How about that promise you made to Logan? The one where you swore he’d be on his knees, begging for your mercy?” My breath hitched. How the hell did he know that?

"It gets better. I promise. It gets so much better. You'll fall in love with a man who actually deserves you. You'll watch your daughter thrive. You'll see your granddaughter grow up free from the trauma you carried. You'll find peace. Real, genuine, complete peace." "The war ends. The ghosts lose their power. The fear fades. And what's left is love. Family. Purpose. Joy. All the things you thought you'd never have again. They come back. Different than before. But real. And precious. And worth every moment of pain you survived to reach them."

"You've got to be kidding me. Do you know how long we have been working on this? But it took you less than two days to crack it. What kind of a brain do you have?" "I don't know," I chuckled lightly. "There is only one person who would have been able to pull this up, and that person is Princess Ashina. Unfortunately, the lovely princess is dead but I guess we have her reincarnated here." Damon tapped me lightly on the shoulder. Well, her reincarnation is indeed here, literally. "I hope I will not get into trouble because of this?" I asked him. "What do you mean? Why should you be in trouble for being a brain box?"

Danison said. “Yeah?” Elen answered as Jean, who was so engrossed in the sight, finally faced him. “This world is ending,” Danison declared, taking in the shivering of Elen and the unbelieving look on Jean “But it's gonna be fine because it’ll restart, although you might not remember me or ever know me its next restart, and I might not exist even, you have to go on. I’m sorry but I guess… this is where it ends,” Danison said as tears rolled down his eyes.

"But it was because I had physically died that I could finally be with you forever. You couldn't see me, but I was with you every day. I was heartbroken when I saw you in so much pain. "I know the old Jeannie has let you down, but I swear, I didn't hurt you. The real Jeannie would only ever love you." Jeannie's explanation left my mind reeling. Her story was the stuff of fantasy. The Otherworld, a hostile entity—it was all so bizarre. "And we're reborn because…?" "It's the System's way of making it up to me after my body was taken over," Jeannie answered matter-of-factly. So I was reborn because Jeannie had made a deal with the System.

I shuddered at the word reincarnation. “You…You can reincarnate people?” “Once or twice. And the range depends on my Mana.” I suddenly saw Ricky’s hand sneaking onto Noel’s shoulders, his glancing eyes glinted with a feeling of concern. “But are you sure you want to reincarnate Because you’ll leave everything behind, you know?” He motioned to my living space and my things—my manga and novel, my favorite w******l; everything. I started to ponder. If I were to reincarnate now, I won’t be able to see the ending for the novel “The Evil Villainness is My Lover”, but I’m already at the climax, and I don’t think I’ll stumble upon this opportunity anywhere else anymore.